As I still work on a conclusion to the past two articles, I'm struck by the irony present in how we last left off. In a way, where I needed a rest day after traveling for two weeks in the UK, I feel like I need a rest *month* after spending the past year traveling. And in a way, I've found it.
When I launched this website, I was in the process of returning home, hoping that to some degree I had found a sense of newfound clarity and direction for the next year ahead. While I have found both, that didn't make the process much easier. I kept most of my remaining belongings in a storage unit in my hometown. Part of me had held onto some hope that at some point I would be able to move back home, a changed man, and put to use the lessons that I had learned in such a way that I would be able to start fresh again with newfound resolve.
I realized pretty early on that wasn't what I wanted, but making the decision to move those items out of the area felt so *final* that I had been dreading the trip home for a long time. What I was lucky enough to find was a number of my friends were just as supportive and interested in my success as they had been when I left. I'm lucky, because I feel that in many ways, it's a rare gift to be able to cultivate strong personal relationships that continue to grow despite the choices that I have made in the way that I want to live my life.
I've also been lucky to meet and grow close with some truly extraordinary people during my travels, and being home to say my goodbyes has only cemented the revelation that the experiences that I have shared with people are often the most valuable. When I look back, I remember fewer monuments that I've seen, and more picnics, random street parties, adventures and long conversations. These connections are what remind me of why I'm doing this.
I started off with my adventures sort of following a template of what I perceived these types of journeys must be like, based on what I had been seeing from other people. A rush pace from country to country is exhilarating and intoxicating for the soul, but it can be exhausting. And the more that I travel, the more I realize that I want to slow down and give myself a chance to really absorb the places that I visit.
So I went from moving cities every one to three days to spending a month in Chiang Mai, Thailand and now two months in London. Ideally, I'd love to find a way to continue to share some of the amazing experiences that I have been having (and help you all find ways to have some of your own) and balance that with a sense of regularity. Impossible, maybe, but I'm going to do my damnedest to find a way to make this work. And I've chosen an amazing place to call my new home.
As I continue to build out the site, be on the lookout for updates as I learn to navigate a new place not just a a traveler, but as a transplant. It's a pretty major step for me in the right direction, and hopefully this can encourage you to take the leap too if you've been on the fence. I've been working on adding some new photography galleries, films, and new features for the site based on my excursions in Southeast Asia that will be coming in the next few months. Hope that you'll love it :)
Until next time,
The Radical Dreamer